Skinny Legend Anthem (feat. Big Dick Chima)

Ay-yo, Ava All these niggas talking hella shit All these bitches is ugly, they fat, they broke They ain't got clout, ya dig? All these haters need to drink some laxative tea And shit all their jealousy out before we drop this beat Bitch, I got Chanel shoes, they cost more than your rent I was ugly, now I'm hot, so bitch, I can't be your friend And I am a skinny legend, damn, I might take your man I got clout, I got clout, and I got rocks in my bag (skinny, skinny) When I was broke, I ain't got no hoes, now I got a bunch of designer clothes Back in the day I ain't really have shit, now these whores are on my dick And I'm with Ava, yeah, she bad, she's just might fuck on your dad (I have all the Gucci on, the Gucci) I have-I have-I have-I have all the Gucci All the Louis y'all could never have Dr. Phil can suck a dick, he's just mad I'm hot as shit All these girls are fat like bitch, I think y'all could use some tips I'm skinny, I'm winning and all you bitches are ugly All the guys in my phone are ugly and fat, so don't call me All these bitches on my dick, they giving me head in the lobby I beat up the pussy like rocky Bitch, if you're fat and you're ugly, just top me, yeah Got some hoes on the phone, they wanna give me dome, yeah If I wanna bitch in the foreign and if she not skinny then damn, she boring If I'm gon' hit, she gotta be bad, I'm eating that pussy in front of her dad Everyone knows me, now I got fans All these bitches, I'm taking their mans Skinny real nine, you shouldn't be famous I heard you're a rat and that's why you're hated Skinny, you're beautiful, Ava, we made it I swear on my mother these niggas, they hate it And Dr. Phil mad he can't afford shit Chanel with the Louis, we got all the drip I'm rich, a little bitch I've just spent a rock on my kicks I'm hot, I'm lit, spend bride to fix my lips Bitch I got Chanel shoes, they cost more than your rent I was ugly, now I'm hot, so bitch, I can't be your friend And I am a skinny legend, damn, I might take your man I got clout, I got clout, and I got rocks in my bag (yeah) That wasn't very skinny of you to say, Chima It doesn't matter 'cause I'm gonna eat the box in front of your dad anyway Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha Skinny, skinny, skinny, skinny Huh, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha